“Is that a good idea?” Jeremy asks.
“They don’t know we stay here. We should be safe here for tonight,” I tell him.
“Then what?”
“Then we figure shit out.”
Chapter 28
River
We’re inside the sleeping bag just like before. I’ve missed this. Missed him. He’s holding me tighter than usual tonight, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. His arms are the only thing keeping me steady at the moment.
“You’ll never be able to fight for him again.”
“He’s dead, River. There’s no way I’m letting him live after what he did to you.”
“How will you live then?”
“There are other fights out there,” he answers.
“You said you didn’t want to get involved in those fights.”
“I don’t, but if that’s the only option, then that’s what I’ll do,” he says.
“I don’t want you to do that,” I whisper.
“I might not have a choice.”
“I’m getting a job.”
“Like fuck you are,” he growls low in his throat.
“You can’t stop me.”
“You want to test that theory?”
“Why are you pushing me like this?”
“I’m not. I’ll figure things out, River. What you need to do is heal. That shit doesn’t go away after a week, trust me,” he says. I sigh and snuggle in closer to him.
“I have dreams about it.”
“I know.”
“It haunts me.”
“I know it does, but it’ll get better,” he whispers.
“I’m afraid of what’s going to happen to you,” I add.
“Nothing is going to happen to me.”
“You don’t know that. They could have guns too, Royal.”
“I wrote down the address to my sister’s for you. I stuck it in your bag. If anything happens to me, you go and find her. The two of you are smart and can figure something out,” he says, and my heart nearly shatters inside me. I refuse to lose him. I won’t.
“No.”
